
the world of faeries is hidden in plain view
look for it at twilight
and in erase,
near keyhole,
and déjà vu,
in August’s
blinding Spot
and along Occam’s edges,
You will need gardening tools, however,
and barrows (of)
lichen brandy
should be handy, too,
so really, it’s a matter of foresight whether you’ll tempt one suited to your needs…
A faerie on the downlow is nevertheless discernible by characteristic
* round eyes *
all faeries have them
baby blues, greens, and topaz,
they’re wide open
and gleam instead of twinkle,
the difference being a faerie never blinks.
Then, too, there’s an extra something growing somewhere on a faerie’s body
a nail,
a nipple
a finger…
something
and true faeries hum under their breath
at all times
unsung charisma undeniable
unrecordable & unpackageable, too,
there’s no spare potions or lotions to be rendered from faerie dust.
It’s completely insoluble
(the opposite of witches)
even so
beheMoths
flock to a faerie’s fleeting flame
hopelessly pucked, and some kicking and screaming
but the funny thing is
the faerie needs that adulation
to exist.
finally 8’s
figure 8’s
fated 8’s
8’s are crazy bad luck for faeries,
and you’ll always find a few husks near that number.
©Karen Robiscoe
May 21, 2014 





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